Wo bhi mera sath de rahi thi..fir main apna hath uske boobs pe rakha aur dabane laga..kya chuche the sali ke ek dam naram aur garam. pooja out of cont...rol ho gyi thi..maine uska top utar diya uske bade bade chuch mere aankho ke samne jhulne lage..maine boobs ko muh me leke ke chusne laga..wo aah aah aahh ki awaje nikal rahi thi..Maine apne ek hath se uski jeans ka botton khol diya aur uske chut panty ke upar se maslne laga.uski panty geeli ho gye thi..fir maine apna baniyan aur paijama khol diya. He didn’t even try to console me and let me finish crying. He waited until I composed myself and asked me to serve his food for him. He went and sat on the table and I had to serve him his like a wife does. It was sort of funny in one way, but it was also humiliating. After he finished eating, I ate by myself and did all the cleaning. Then he made me sit next to him in the sofa, undid my blouse and bra and the usual kissing, fondling and sucking went on for some time. Same thing all over again. .Arre yeh chhotu to saala jhad gaya…..Saala 2 minute bhi nahin khada hua iska…..Aur dekho 2 boond paani nikla iski lund se….”“Koi baat nahin janu…Mera to hai na aur aap ek cheez bhool rahi ho….Jab mein iski umer ka that to mera lund jhadne ke 10 second baad dobara khada ho jaata that…..Thodi dare mein dobara try karna…….Aur iska neeche to utar lo short ko……Yeh uthne wala nahin hai…..Neend ki dawai di hui hai….”Aadhe miniute ke baad….Meri biwi ne dobara se aapna haath uske lund per rakh jer. Then, we laid motionless again, gazing into each others eyes.......... lips very close, silently conspiring our next move. I caressed your face as your eyes closed and your lips parted, expecting more kisses. I traced every small curve of your face, touching every part. I ran my fingers slowly across your neck and then gently squeezed your throat, then ran my fingers between your parted lips and let your tongue caress my fingertips. You skillfully sucked my fingers in as you watched my.